Joey Bishop (raise your hand if you remember Joey) told a story about Frank Sinatra, who was dining out one night when a young high school lad came to his table.
“Mr. Sinatra,” said the teen-age boy, “my name is Bernie Rosenberg. Would you please do me a favor?”
“What kind of favor?” Sinatra asked.
“Well, I’m here with my girl, and I want to make a good impression on her. I certainly would appreciate it if you would drop by my table and say, “Hi Bernie!”
“OK, kid, I’ll try said the singer, smiling.
A little later, he dropped by the boy’s table, and said “Hi, Bernie!”
The boy looked up at him and snapped, “Don’t bother me now Frankie, can’t you see I’m busy?”